Post by Rorie Byrne on Jul 17, 2014 20:45:58 GMT
About me… (You don't have to read this, I promise.)
I would like to start by saying this has always been a difficult thing for me. I can never, ever describe myself in a way that does any justice to anything, ever. I typically avoid places where I have to talk about who I am. Even when we were doing the poetry projects in elementary school (the one where you right your name vertically down the lefthand side and use the letters of your name to start “descriptive” words about yourself) I always just borrowed words from my neighbors solely for the sake of the grade.
I’m also going to have to deny the forum of a photo of me. I have not always hated to be in front of the camera, but sometime between five and nine years old I realize how bad I looked in picture and avoid being in them as best I can. Sorry to all who were looking forward to it!
A little background about me… I am a small town girl. I am an hour to an hour and a half outside of the capital depending on the day, but that doesn’t mean much. I am also from the South, and it’s pretty much as you’d expect. I am literally within walking distance of three churches, the high school, two parks, the downtown area, and a gas station. Closest mall is an hour away (by car). So when it comes to style I am probably going to stick out here in the forum. Regular jeans and average tees. I did manage to get my hands on some converse, though, thanks to shopping with a friend. Other than that, I have had to go down the road of functionality and not the road of style…
I’ve also yet to be able to do much that’s fun with my hair. My dad pretty much kept me from anything I’d like to have done with it when I was younger, and now that I’m old enough that he can’t make a call on it, I have no idea what I want to do. Ha… Figures, doesn’t it?
The problem with my town is that in order to have any friends, you needed to grow up going to church with whatever church that clique belongs to. Which… Uh… I didn’t do. And since I wasn’t a member of their church cliques from birth, I have always been the outcast. (I suppose choosing books over recess didn’t help much either. Or expressing my opinions and interests. That didn’t go over well. Also expressing my disproval with many of the people around me. I pretty much unintentionally found a way to step on everyone’s toes. Not that it was a problem, mind you, as small town mentality isn’t something that one should be a part of.)
It wouldn’t be until highschool that I’d start to make new acquaintances. Namely the kids in band. I’m not sure how it is with every school, but for mine I can definitely claim that band geeks are the most wonderfully strange individuals who are beautifully accepting of all types of people. They brought me out of my cement box that I’d built to stay away from the cliques around me and taught me the world of originality and how it was okay. They were also the first people I met who would stand up for a complete stranger, even if they weren’t “normal”, and I will share a kinship with my fellow band geeks always. May their llamas always have hats and may they always be able to do the fork in the garbage disposal.
Sadly, the coolest of them all moved away to college after my first and second years of highschool, and other than a select few I began blocking people out with my cement walls again, as it felt that every time I opened my mouth the room would go quiet with disbelief that I would have the audacity to be so honest. I began to hate every word that I ever said and subsequently hate myself. It didn’t help that I had relatively just gotten over a state of depression that, to be honest, I don’t really remember. It felt like the only place in my entire world that I could say anything freely was on an RP site called The Beast Within, where I would meet the most important person I will ever know. (You know him as Dee, my absolutely amazing boyfriend. Beautiful, if you’re reading this, I love you! <3)
I had once again found a kindred soul, and actually more than that, as he is my one and only. He reminded me of lessons that the band kids of the past had taught me, and I began to reopen myself to the world to once more be accepting of new faces around me. (Or more correctly old faces I hadn’t talked to in a while. They would later move away as well, though, when highschool was over.)
Unfortunately, living in a small town has taken its toll on me, as there are perfectly acceptable things out there which are strange to me as I’ve never heard of them before or seen them. Many popular bands are new to me, and as I’ve always been slow to develop an opinion, it can come across that I am judging something or that I don’t like it when actually what I’m doing is observing or reserving judgment until I can research the new thing or spend more time with/around it until I can decide for myself how I feel. My inability to jump on the bandwagon has caught me a couple times in the mouth, for sure, but give me time to get used to whatever it is I'm getting used to. Though I may seem to be hard to please or highly critical, I don’t mean to offend. Very rarely in life do I actually hate anything.(Unless it’s in the food category. I am so picky, holy crap.)
I am also highly neutral by nature. I typically will not voice a positive or negative opinion (or pick a side) unless deemed necessary.(Or again, unless it’s food.)
Fun fact #1: I can’t spell. Like. At all. Spell checker is amazing.
Fun Fact #2: Yes, I did write this incredibly long to discourage people from reading it. I’m actually highly self-conscious and my mind is racing with concern over the possible responses this may get, but I felt I needed to put something in the introduction section. ;P
Fun Fact #3: I only play male characters. Though many people claim females are easier to play, and though I am a female, I have a hard time RPing any characters who aren’t male.
Fun Fact #4: This wasn’t meant to come across as depressing or negative in any way, though I’ve been told I have a habit of sounding both when describing myself. I promise, I am okay.
Lastly, I will put a list of musics that I like. Please keep in mind that I don’t really mean nowaday music. If I list bands/singers with stuff that has recently come out, chances are I haven’t gotten around to listening to it yet. So uh. Older stuffs, guys.
Evanescence
Avril Lavinge
Backstreet Boys(they are my childhood, I am not sorry.)
Breaking Benjamin
Linkin Park
Blink182
Nine Days
Bon Jovi
Eminem
Green Day
Poison (Check Rorie's bio lyrics ;P )
Any bands off the BuzzCuts CD copywrited 2008
Various others I can’t remember to put here including but not limited to Ricky Martin.
(And I’m from the south, so there will be country, namely country artists and songs from the late 90s - early 2000s.Still not sorry.)
If you had the patience to sit and read my mini-autobiography, well. I am impressed. And thank you for taking the time out of your day to read this. I obviously did not intimidate you with all of these 1,300+ words. ;P
I would like to start by saying this has always been a difficult thing for me. I can never, ever describe myself in a way that does any justice to anything, ever. I typically avoid places where I have to talk about who I am. Even when we were doing the poetry projects in elementary school (the one where you right your name vertically down the lefthand side and use the letters of your name to start “descriptive” words about yourself) I always just borrowed words from my neighbors solely for the sake of the grade.
I’m also going to have to deny the forum of a photo of me. I have not always hated to be in front of the camera, but sometime between five and nine years old I realize how bad I looked in picture and avoid being in them as best I can. Sorry to all who were looking forward to it!
A little background about me… I am a small town girl. I am an hour to an hour and a half outside of the capital depending on the day, but that doesn’t mean much. I am also from the South, and it’s pretty much as you’d expect. I am literally within walking distance of three churches, the high school, two parks, the downtown area, and a gas station. Closest mall is an hour away (by car). So when it comes to style I am probably going to stick out here in the forum. Regular jeans and average tees. I did manage to get my hands on some converse, though, thanks to shopping with a friend. Other than that, I have had to go down the road of functionality and not the road of style…
I’ve also yet to be able to do much that’s fun with my hair. My dad pretty much kept me from anything I’d like to have done with it when I was younger, and now that I’m old enough that he can’t make a call on it, I have no idea what I want to do. Ha… Figures, doesn’t it?
The problem with my town is that in order to have any friends, you needed to grow up going to church with whatever church that clique belongs to. Which… Uh… I didn’t do. And since I wasn’t a member of their church cliques from birth, I have always been the outcast. (I suppose choosing books over recess didn’t help much either. Or expressing my opinions and interests. That didn’t go over well. Also expressing my disproval with many of the people around me. I pretty much unintentionally found a way to step on everyone’s toes. Not that it was a problem, mind you, as small town mentality isn’t something that one should be a part of.)
It wouldn’t be until highschool that I’d start to make new acquaintances. Namely the kids in band. I’m not sure how it is with every school, but for mine I can definitely claim that band geeks are the most wonderfully strange individuals who are beautifully accepting of all types of people. They brought me out of my cement box that I’d built to stay away from the cliques around me and taught me the world of originality and how it was okay. They were also the first people I met who would stand up for a complete stranger, even if they weren’t “normal”, and I will share a kinship with my fellow band geeks always. May their llamas always have hats and may they always be able to do the fork in the garbage disposal.
Sadly, the coolest of them all moved away to college after my first and second years of highschool, and other than a select few I began blocking people out with my cement walls again, as it felt that every time I opened my mouth the room would go quiet with disbelief that I would have the audacity to be so honest. I began to hate every word that I ever said and subsequently hate myself. It didn’t help that I had relatively just gotten over a state of depression that, to be honest, I don’t really remember. It felt like the only place in my entire world that I could say anything freely was on an RP site called The Beast Within, where I would meet the most important person I will ever know. (You know him as Dee, my absolutely amazing boyfriend. Beautiful, if you’re reading this, I love you! <3)
I had once again found a kindred soul, and actually more than that, as he is my one and only. He reminded me of lessons that the band kids of the past had taught me, and I began to reopen myself to the world to once more be accepting of new faces around me. (Or more correctly old faces I hadn’t talked to in a while. They would later move away as well, though, when highschool was over.)
Unfortunately, living in a small town has taken its toll on me, as there are perfectly acceptable things out there which are strange to me as I’ve never heard of them before or seen them. Many popular bands are new to me, and as I’ve always been slow to develop an opinion, it can come across that I am judging something or that I don’t like it when actually what I’m doing is observing or reserving judgment until I can research the new thing or spend more time with/around it until I can decide for myself how I feel. My inability to jump on the bandwagon has caught me a couple times in the mouth, for sure, but give me time to get used to whatever it is I'm getting used to. Though I may seem to be hard to please or highly critical, I don’t mean to offend. Very rarely in life do I actually hate anything.
I am also highly neutral by nature. I typically will not voice a positive or negative opinion (or pick a side) unless deemed necessary.
Fun fact #1: I can’t spell. Like. At all. Spell checker is amazing.
Fun Fact #2: Yes, I did write this incredibly long to discourage people from reading it. I’m actually highly self-conscious and my mind is racing with concern over the possible responses this may get, but I felt I needed to put something in the introduction section. ;P
Fun Fact #3: I only play male characters. Though many people claim females are easier to play, and though I am a female, I have a hard time RPing any characters who aren’t male.
Fun Fact #4: This wasn’t meant to come across as depressing or negative in any way, though I’ve been told I have a habit of sounding both when describing myself. I promise, I am okay.
Lastly, I will put a list of musics that I like. Please keep in mind that I don’t really mean nowaday music. If I list bands/singers with stuff that has recently come out, chances are I haven’t gotten around to listening to it yet. So uh. Older stuffs, guys.
Evanescence
Avril Lavinge
Backstreet Boys
Breaking Benjamin
Linkin Park
Blink182
Nine Days
Bon Jovi
Eminem
Green Day
Poison (Check Rorie's bio lyrics ;P )
Any bands off the BuzzCuts CD copywrited 2008
Various others I can’t remember to put here including but not limited to Ricky Martin.
(And I’m from the south, so there will be country, namely country artists and songs from the late 90s - early 2000s.
If you had the patience to sit and read my mini-autobiography, well. I am impressed. And thank you for taking the time out of your day to read this. I obviously did not intimidate you with all of these 1,300+ words. ;P
